The Serenade (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
The midnight is not more bewilderingTo her drowsed eyes, than to her ears, the soundOf dim, sweet singing voices, interwoundWith ...
The midnight is not more bewilderingTo her drowsed eyes, than to her ears, the soundOf dim, sweet singing voices, interwoundWith ...
Fair sorceress, upon thy calm domainWe gaze in ceaseless wonder, compassed roundBy slow-expanding visions interwoundWith phantasies of pleasure, hope, and ...
WITH stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right That music of my nature, day and ...
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